Monday, February 24, 2014

In The Center

I really love orchestral music. It's so empowering and encompassing. I love sitting in the orchestra, in the middle of the sounds. I love taking a deep breath before I begin a phrase, and breathing with the music throughout it. I love moving my body in rhythm and to the movement and emotion of the music and my bow. I love living inside the chords, the color of each pitch combining with the ones before, creating a painting of sound. I love adding my sound to the canvas, making my mark on the ones who came to see this sound. It's music for them. It's music for me. It belongs to us all.

Sunday, February 9, 2014

Cerebral Dialogue

Brain: "You've practiced for three hours total already today. You need to put away the viola until tomorrow."
Me: "I need to practice more."
Brain: "You're still recovering from injury. Your arms are beginning to hurt."
Me: "I need more practice."
Brain: "You're in a practice-thirsty, crazed state of mind. It's like an addiction."
Me: "I don't care. Must practice more."
Brain: "You're sounding great for your audition tomorrow, plus, you can still practice tomorrow."
Me: "More practice now."
Brain: "Okay, fine. I guess fifteen more minutes won't be so bad."

One hour later.


This is my life.